Ever since I could hold a crayon, I’ve been filling sketchbooks. I’ve been drawing comics almost as long as I’ve been drawing. I self-published my first minicomic when I was twelve, and I sold about six copies. The next mini I made had just about every copy get torn down and thrown out from the community cork boards and magazine racks I hung them up on. Needless to say, I didn’t learn my lesson. Ten years on, I’m still self-publishing my own books, telling the stories I want to tell.

My specialty is high-contrast ink drawings. I like to get messy, and incorporate as much mess and texture into my work as I can. Energy and mood are the things I chase in my work. If you can’t feel the art, then it’s too sterilized. Most of the time I end up wearing as much of the ink as the art does.

Easily my single biggest inspirations are Eastman and Laird, simply the best to ever do indie comics. Other huge influences include Dave McKean, Ted McKeever, Bill Sienkiewicz, Will Eisner, and Sean Gordon Murphy. I wouldn’t be the person I am today without their art.

Currently, I’m working on Skin Of My Teeth, a horror series about what happens when your business partner accidentally gets caught up in a blood cult. The original black and white print runs of issues 1 and 2 are gone, and the series is currently being serialized with vintage-style tones on Kickstarter. Issue 1 is currently being fulfilled, and issue 2 is right around the corner, lurking in the dark. Don’t look for it, it’ll find you.

Sometimes I put down the sketchbook long enough to catch a metal or hardcore show, read some Stephen King, Clive Barker, and Chuck Palahniuk, or watch a Cronenberg or John Carpenter flick.